Danny Phantom

'Cause I'm a snack and you beg, beg to please me Cut you off, crack like an egg, over easy So have another tantrum, but you're fuckin' toast And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost I'm going ghost, bitch, I'm going ghost This bitch looks infected so go call forensics Don't call it impressive, I'm just anorexic So don't get it twisted, dyslexic, respect it 'Cause I'm indestructible, body electric People always come to me to get sick Don't know what you heard but I don't think you can catch it So fuck the aesthetic My noosе like a necklace Watch out whilе I neck this I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch, wou-wou-wou-wou-wou (You like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?) Don't mean to be a bitch But hey honey, I'm mean You shoulda left that shit Back in twenty sixteen 'Cause I'm Riding round town with the old sick kids In a baggy ass shirt, you don't get to see my ribs No honey it doesn't hurt, I don't need that shit to live Five cigarettes lit, got my fishnets ripped I'm a tripped ass bitch, got residuals at intervals Only reason my brain's inside my body is centrifugal I'm spinning down down, ICU condition critical I see you feeling typical, don't treat me like a criminal You keep picking sides but won't call yourself political Keep looking at the light between my thighs And try to criticize the physical but I don't need your Eddie ass trying to be cynical I don't need an Ana buddy trying to be minimal Hopping on the elliptical, or hitting up my digital Every day to watch my shit and see if I'm invisible Don't wanna be the pinnacle, whipped cream, vodka ass bitch With the wet dream thigh gap, busted ass lips Buying cocaine, diet coke, die in her friend's lap Don't focus on me, just sell me that Vyvanse I don't wanna move yet but I'm bored of the bars Six boys in the car, engine like a Spanish R Yeah, you care where I'm at I don't care where you are Ring ring on my phone Like the fuckin' bell jar I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch wou-wou-wou-wou-wou (You like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch you for a drink and I'm an alcoholic (you like that, right?) I would never let you hit it behind fifty condoms Wouldn't touch wou-wou-wou-wou-wou (You like that, right?) (You like that, right?) 'Cause I'm a snack and you beg, beg to please me Cut you off, crack like an egg, over easy So have another tantrum, but you're fuckin' toast And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost And call me Danny Phantom, bitch, I'm going ghost I'm going ghost, bitch, I'm going ghost